Hope falls to the ground and frowns. "So rude!" He scoffs, pulling out the hammer of doom. "Oh well. Time to see how much this really does!"

"Oh snap," mutters Snow. "NOPE! I'M TAKING THE HAMMER!"

"Thank you, Snow," praises Weaver as the hammer glows an icy blue and disappears.

It is far too dangerous for this world... or any world other than the Shellverse, really.

The look of interest and shock on X's face is rather unsurprising to the other two, who are used to his eternal confusion and insatiable curiosity by this point.

"He attacked my brother, Snow! He needs to pay for his sins!" Hope growls, the justice-yellow part of his right eyelight glowing a more toxic variant of the color. He glares at Blue, who summons a bone as the hammer he had summoned dissipates, having been a short-lived magic construct.

"The hammer would've killed him, Hope," says Snow. "He doesn't need to die."

"Too bad!" Hope growls out, taking a step towards his counterpart. He quickly looks to the ghost child floating next to him, who nods once and disappears, before turning back to his glitched opponent, a murderous look in his eyelights.

Blue raises a nonexistent eyebrow as he eyes Hope with an expression that clearly states 'you think you can beat ME?'

Hope's frown turns into a bloodthirsty grin as he is taken over by the urge to protect his brother.

"Hope, please be careful!" Weaver calls, knowing that he can't stop the smaller skeleton. Summoning his strings, he gets into a battle stance of his own.

"He tried to hurt you, Err-Weaver. The last thing I care about right now is myself, bro." Hope hums as he takes calculated steps, circling Blue.

A shadow watches with an amused expression, hidden in a way that none of the group could see it. The fight was intriguing to it, and its sadistic personality overshadows its goal as it decides to play with these characters a bit more.

Holding tightly to his jagged-edged bone sword, Blue eyes Hope. He isn't going to yield, but he knows that he mustn't act carelessly. This opponent is different. Its coding is strangely familiar to him.

Weaver stood next to Hope. "And I don't want you to get hurt! I'm fighting by your side whether you like it or not!"

"As long as you are safe as he pays." Hope purrs out, a wicked smile on his face.

"Wasn't fair of you to attack when we did nothing to you~. But that's the plot I guess," Hope hums as crimson overtakes his golden eyelight.

Blue instantly questions Hopes words, "Plot?" Plot... maybe... there's something that he's missing...

"Get ready you, son of a glitch!" Weaver shouts with a smirk.

"Don't you know~ You should never take your eye off your rival~?" Hope muses as he teleports behind Blue, and slashes him with a bone that is as red as his DT-colored eyelight.

The shadow circles Weaver's shadow, still unnoticed. Blue seems to be learning about the fourth wall... he learns fast, but this isn't exactly good. This is breaking the script.

Weaver summons his strings and ties up Blue's soul.

"Dark, I'm meant to break the wall!" Hope mutters as he does a backflip to gain distance.

"Hit him now, Hope!" Weaver shouts.

Blue listens to Hope's words, "the wall... Dark..."

He is beginning to understand that if one version of himself can break the fourth wall... than so can he.

Hope smiles widely. "Gladly!" Hope purrs as he launches back at Blue, slashing his counterpart.

"DS!Blue normally doesn't attack without being provoked," murmurs Snow. "What could have caused this?"

"Weaver being a version of Error?" Lunar asks from her beanbag, having returned to observe the madness.

"Well, Hope did attack him," states Mel, taking a sip of water.

"He looks nothing like Error or Myriad though," mumbles Snow. The water froze solid as she becomes more and more puzzled, causing her magic to lash out.

Blue ignores the pain that pulses through his injury, he DID cause this battle without any reason. This is his fault.

"Hope attacked after Blue tried harming Weaver," says Lunar.

"But why would Blue attack in the first place?" Snow questions. "He normally prefers to avoid fighting head-on."

"Hhhh Snow said no killing. And why, Snow, are you being so vague about the details?" Hope mutters as his eyelights return to their normal heterochromatic justice yellow and DT red, ringed with light blue.

"Perhaps... there might be more in play than merely Blue," wonders Snow.

Blue is quiet as he racks his non-existent brain. Why DID he attack? He couldn't remember... why would he attack for no reason?

Weaver shrugs. "I don't know bro."

Hope walks up to his brother and looks up at the sky. "And would you mind explaining that, Miss Snowstorm174?" Hope raises a nonexistent eyebrow questioningly. "Did a deity force him? Chaos? Fate?"

The shadow giggles, they haven't figured it out yet.

'What is even going anymore?' X wonders within Hope's mind, yet somehow still audible to the creators.

"It would be Dark, she was curious, after all," groans Snow.

"...What was that giggle?" Hope mutters to himself, getting back into a fighting stance. He refuses to allow someone who attempts to harm his brother get away unpunished.

"My apologies. She asked, and I accepted her request... but I wasn't sure how she would put it into play."

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Snow: T-Dude gave me some Anti-Lunar (Lunar_Dreamcatcher) spray. I doubt it'll work very well, but I'll try spraying the Fourth Wall with it, maybe it'll help a bit...

*cough* check out the ask and dare book on DarkMidnightDragon's profile *cough*

Snow: It's very pungent, smells kinda like oranges. It turned the wall a bit orangish too- nope, never mind, that was just my glasses, not the wall. While I'm here, check out Fawnkat and Meltheshipper too...